I moved here to Long Island because it made sense at the time. I didn’t know why, except that visiting here opened my heart in a way I’d never known before. Leaving my life and starting a new one here was a leap, for sure. I had friends here, Judy and her family, but I was also alone. I think I was drawn here by the ocean, though.
In the bad months at first, the ocean was there to listen, and I screamed and howled at it, out into the surf. I got better at my new life. Since then the ocean has lifted my spirits, heard my prayers, delighted my senses, and inspired me to paint.
O is for my Ocean.